Blackmailed For Love

He didn't knock as he entered the small file room.He stood there and looked around, if he was impressed by the work I'd had done in just two days he didn't say it.

Instead when his eyes came back to me they were as cold and hard as an ice block.

Once upon a time they used to look at me like I was his whole world.

"Get up.We are leaving."

I blinked up at him, not understanding where he was taking me.

His eyes narrowed on me and he said, "You are not doing a good job of following my orders."

Not giving into the urge to roll my eyes, I stood up and grabbed my small purse.

Pressing my hand down to smooth out my skirt, I rounded the desk and I asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Your home.I decided I'll drop my whore back at her place at the end of the day."

His words made me wince and he saw it as a moment later he grabbed my wrist to pull me in front of him.

His hard eyes caressed my face and he said, "I won't let you forget it.The way I couldn't forget.I'll keep reminding you and myself who you truly are."

I bit down the inside of my cheek and stared back at him.I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing how his words were scratching at my bruised heart.

He gripped my face and dug his fingers into my cheeks as he demanded, "Say it."

One thing about Kristian was, he always lashed out and did everything he could to not be the only one feeling the pain.

When someone hurts him he hurts them back tenfold.

And he didn't know how to stop until his enemy was beaten down and destroyed.

I had seen it with my own eyes.I knew it deep in my bones how far he could go.

So there was no trying to fight it.

Also, I just didn't want to fight him.

He had his demons and I used to be his comforting place despite our age difference but then I turned on him, became the one who broke his trust, and became another person in his list of demons.

"I am a whore." I said, giving him what he wanted.

Or maybe I was just a glutton for punishment His lips twisted.

"Whose?"

"Yours."

Only his.

Ever his.

"That's right.Don't you ever forget that."

He walked out of the room and made me follow him.

Unlike him my steps were hesitant as I followed him, I didn't want him to drop me home.

lied about my town, my schooling and my

status as a

life but now he wanted to drop me home: Please, God, make him

Nope.

Not on my side.

Like he ever is.

car didn't

it any less than the beauty

curved up as a memory from the

had gotten his Ferrari GT and he had taken me on

spent the

way and without waiting for me or even

moment later I heard

quickly to the passenger side before he could get irritated and

I sat down, I tried,

"You don't have to drive

He didn't say anything.

like one would hold a lover as he pulled out of the parking lot

minutes later, I knew where he was

Blue Sky Apartments, the wrong address I had written on the form after looking it up on

licked my lips and tried again, "You can drop

few things to

and he said,

you

up on

didn't have enough

I sighed.

buy them

just have to

drop me off and I will wait for him to leave then I'll make my way to

cost me to take a different and longer route back to my actual place but

ask for the

me sad, more than the fact that I would be late to

came to a slow

turned to him

at me for a long moment that made me nervous and then, he said,

didn't understand why he was becoming such a gentleman all of

knew he hated

head and put a smile on my face as I said, "No, you don't have to do

closed my eyes and cursed my fate as he opened his door

God why he hated me so much as

didn't come and I didn't wait as I opened the door and stepped

stand on my side, I

He arched a brow.

looked for a reason why he couldn't come

"Mom wouldn't want

stretched between us and he

against his car, crossed his legs at the ankles and folded his arms

saw the

like a GQ

he was wearing a suit that was a combination of blood